In my dream

I saw you

Like a star

Glimmering in the dark night

Shining so bright to amaze me

Came closer and closer

Till i could smell the heaven

Living in your illusion

Become one of the regrets

But it was too late to escape

Sit with me,
on the beach that harbors the ocean of our success.
Listen,
hear how the waves quiet themselves
sacrificing all they are to take in their own
beauty.
Feel now,
how all our surroundings come to a stand still
bending to the will of our
brilliance.
We have done this together,
we took control of the sky,
and stopped the clouds of their cry,
and moved them away just to check
if the sun was still there.
It was, it is,
but if we were hit by the fact that it was gone
we would not concede,
we would mold what we have
into what we need.
We will not bend under the pressure they put on us,
we will use it to refine ourselves into
the diamonds we always were.

In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I See Desperation In Her Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Senile Captain Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look Just Clueless To Which He Simply Replies, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."

She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.

The leaves falling from a tree
recite much love for the ground.
Yellow and wilted as they are,
with melody so profound.

The rustling leaves
Set notes for the day
They mourn the death of beauty,
the demise of the spring.

While a wise harp in a distance
plays songs of harmony.
Spring soon shall come,
it declares gleefully .

Scared, the falling leaves,
Smile through thick and thin,
They land on the ground beneath.
In much adulation for the tree,
they long for another spring.